"I'll leave him to you, Ace."
"Yeah."
Ace nodded and was about to charge at Magellan when he heard Reiner speak again.
"By the way, do you know where Douglas Bullet is being held?"
"That Devil Descendant? What do you want with him?" Ace froze for a moment.
He recalled what Reiner had done to him when they met in Alabasta.
Realizing what Reiner was planning, he raised a hand and pointed toward a corner.
"When I was locked up, I heard his voice. He's probably over there somewhere. You'll have to look for him."
"Alright, I'm going first." Reiner ran deeper inside without looking back.
There might still be a sliver of hope even now. At the very least, he had to collect Bullet before leaving, or this whole trip would have been for nothing.
Clusters of flames ignited across Ace's body. The orange-red fire swayed without wind as he bent his legs and launched himself toward Magellan's poisonous serpents.
Garp's battle against the undead continued. Heavy fists and razor-sharp slashes came at him without pause.
"Bone Fist!" He rapidly swung his fists and legs, blocking and counterattacking as he traded blows with the undead.
His gaze occasionally swept across the battlefield, tracking Reiner and Ace's movements. He looked completely at ease.
"They could've just left. What the hell is that brat planning now?" Garp cursed under his breath when he caught sight of Reiner's movements.
It was true that he could not take Reiner down quickly. Those undead were genuinely formidable, and Zoan users could take a beating.
But if he stopped tangling with the undead and went all out, it would not be difficult to keep Luffy and the others behind. He simply did not want to do that.
After all, Luffy was his grandson. How could